Hello, world. It’s Sunday, and so far the day is, in fact, sunny. Today should also be warm, which is even better. I didn’t want to get out of bed. By the time the alarm went off, I had just gotten comfy in bed. Feh.
Anywho, there’s coffee. It’s yummy.
I did some work yesterday, cutting and pinning the fleece bedding I bought last week. I’ll net another two pairs of pants from it, plus a bunch of extra material. I think I’m going to make both the standard “gremlin” style, but one will have added cuffs and waistband, to build some extra length into them. I totally planned to start them when Shawshank came home. But…. yeah.
Instead, I spent most of yesterday playing Skyrim. Yet again, someone watched me die over and over again for an hour. The same thing over and over: down the stairs, try to kill one bandit, accidentally lure three more, and a swift death. Pepper in a “fuuuuuuck” here and there for good measure. After an absolutely embarrassing amount of time, I finally separated everyone and disposed of them individually. Then I went off to kill some dragons.
Shawshank did the same with Tears of The Kingdom later in the afternoon. Instead of sewing fleece pants, I roasted some chicken and watched him play. He had more people watching him than I had when I played. I’m sure it’s much more interesting to watch compared to Skyrim. I love the world, but even I will admit its scenery can be a bit monochrome.
Laundry has started. This week’s tablecloth pants are in the pile. Once they come out of the wash, I can set about with the folding and the tying and then the dying. And since that’s an outdoor craft, I should put on some clothes and attempt to look somewhat acceptable.
